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Gogol Bordello

When The Trickster Starts A-Poking (Bordello Kind Of Guy)

 

When The Trickster Starts A-Poking (Bordello Kind Of Guy)

(album: Multi Kontra Culti Vs. Irony - 2002)


As I walked into the bar
A man came up to me and said:
you know the older you will get
the more perverted you will get

Hey, I'd like to see you try it
Oh what you gonna do about it?
Optzay, be a bad priest?
Ili primernij ononist?!
Be bad transvestattn? (Da yuta nigh!)
Or be a good zoldatten?! (Ozay Optzay!)
Yeah, give it a try, (By by by by)
But me I'm jasto Bordello kind of guy!..

Mama, of course all hopes are so fragile...
Papa, i can't believe what it costs?..
Sily, Sily oni menja pokidajut
So i did what i did and its worth what its worth what it's worth

Ah ha hey!

When the Trickster starts a-walking
He sends the whole world asque
just when you think that it's all through
Its just a birth of something new
And when the Trickster starts a-pokin
who does he need to ask permission
before he goes in third position
I guess he's justo Bordello kind of guy!...

Mama, of course all hopes are so fragile...
Papa, I can't believe what it costs?..
Sily oni menja pokidajut
So I did what I did and its worth what its worth what it's worth

Ah ha hey!

So I walked out out of a bar
and drove like crazy for half mile
I was thirteen beers drunk
on Houston I jumped in some trunk...
We ventured on New York Throughway
where myself I heard I say:
Shall I be classic self crasher?
Or be a good flasher?!

Hey, I'd like to see you try it
Oh what you gonna do about it?
Heeeeeeey, be a bad priest?
Ili primernij ononist?!
Da yuta nigh!
Ozay Optzay!
By by by by!
I guess I'm justo Bordello kind of guy!

Bordello kind of guy!
Bordello kind of guy!
Bordello kind of guy!

done

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